All Disfigured and Blue

[Verse]
There was a note
Though it really only furthered confusion
It would have been clear to anyone who found this boy, our son
That this ill conceived offensive was not a suicide

[Bridge]
His intention was not to kill himself
Affronting the laws of auto erotic asphyxia, nothing else

[Verse]
His neck was bruised and kinda scratched up
It was clear that he had struggled
It was evident he knew it had gone too far
A thought not actualized quite soon enough

[Bridge]
His intention was not to kill himself
See right here it says
Forgive me if you find me - dead!

This note is supposed to comfort us?

[Chorus]
A grisly way to transcend into death
Gagging, gasping, struggling for breath
A dislocated scene; blood vomit drool and cum
An image you won't eviscerate from your thoughts

[Verse]
So what do we do, who do we call?
What'll they say, do we really want anyone to see him this way?
Surely someone engaged in acts this bizarre must give something away
Look at his face, all disfigured and blue

[Chorus]
A grisly way to transcend into death
Gagging, gasping, struggling for breath
A dislocated scene; blood vomit drool and cum
An image you won't eviscerate from your thoughts

[Verse]
They say life is what you make it
Well our boy made his a fucking mess
How often I wonder, would he flirt with death?
How often would he reach out to caress the reaper's hand

[Chorus]
A grisly way to transcend into death
Gagging, gasping, struggling for breath
A dislocated scene; blood vomit drool and cum
An image you won't eviscerate from your thoughts